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Being the dork that I am, soon after I recieved my English book, I spent many hours reading most of the stories that seemed interesting.
This is a part from a story that I read, and it flows together so wonderfuly. There's more to it than I can put into words, so there you go.
"I picked up a basketball for the first time and made my first shot. No, I missed my first shot, missed the basket completely, and the ball landed in the dirt and sawdust, sat there just like I had sat there only minutes before.
But it felt good, that ball in my hands, all those possibilities and angles. It was mathematics, geometry. It was beautiful.
At that same moment, my cousin sniffed rubber cement from a paper bag and leaned back on the merry go round. His ears rang, his mouth was dry, and everyone seemed so far away.
But it felt good, that buzz in his head, all those colors and noises. It was chemistry, biology. It was beautiful."
Aye. *nods*
Inside, everything is swirling around in a lazy dizzy manner, so I am not one for much conversation. So many things feel surreal, in a dream like way. *sighs*
And so I leave you with a still frame from yesterday.
^_~
Did you know:
The smallest living organism is a cell. <-- (amazing piece taken from Bio notes)
I know most prolly already know that, but it's an amazing thing to wonder about. =)
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